Lindsay the ready of speech, the Piper, the Dialectician, This was his title from Adam because of the words he invented, Who in three weeks had created a dialect new for the party; This was his title from Adam, but mostly they called him the Piper. Lindsay succeeded, the lively, the cheery, cigar-loving Lindsay. Hewson and Hobbes were down at the _matutine_ bathing; of course too Arthur, the bather of bathers, _par excellence_, Audley by surname, Arthur they called him for love and for euphony; they had been bathing, Where in the morning was custom, where over a ledge of granite Into a granite basin the amber torrent descended, Only a step from the cottage, the road and larches between them. Hewson and Hobbes followed quick upon Adam; on them followed Arthur. Airlie descended the last, effulgent as god of Olympus; Blue, perceptibly blue, was the coat that had white silk facings, Waistcoat blue, coral-buttoned, the white tie finely adjusted, Coral moreover the studs on a shirt as of crochet of women: When the fourwheel for ten minutes already had stood at the gateway, He, like a god, came leaving his ample Olympian chamber. And in the fourwheel they drove to the place of the clansmen’s meeting. So in the fourwheel they came; and Donald the innkeeper showed them Up to the barn where the dinner should be. Four tables were in it; Two at the top and the bottom, a little upraised from the level, These for Chairman and Croupier, and gentry fit to be with them, Two lengthways in the midst for keeper and gillie and peasant. Here were clansmen many in kilt and bonnet assembled, Keepers a dozen at least; the Marquis’s targeted gillies; Pipers five or six, among them the young one, the drunkard; Many with silver brooches, and some with those brilliant crystals Found amid granite-dust on the frosty scalp of the Cairn-Gorm; But with snuff-boxes all, and all of them using the boxes. Here too were Catholic Priest, and Established Minister standing Catholic Priest; for many still clung to the Ancient Worship, And Sir Hector’s father himself had built them a chapel; So stood Priest and Minister, near to each other, but silent, One to say grace before, the other after the dinner. Hither anon too came the shrewd, ever-ciphering Factor, Hither anon the Attaché, the Guardsman mute and stately, Hither from lodge and bothie in all the adjoining shootings Members of Parliament many, forgetful of votes and bluebooks, Here, amid heathery hills, upon beast and bird of the forest Venting the murderous spleen of the endless Railway Committee. Hither the Marquis of Ayr, and Dalgarnish Earl and Croupier, And at their side, amid murmurs of welcome, long looked-for, himself too Eager, the grey, but boy-hearted Sir Hector, the Chief and the Chairman. Then was the dinner served, and the Minister prayed for a blessing,